For the Love of Pizza

Three pm rolls around…almost the end of the work day…and my mind starts thinking about supper…

Let’s be real, I always think about food, but I think about supper at this time of the day since I rarely plan ahead and know what to make.

I sent the hubby a quick message and asked if he could pick up just a frozen pizza and maybe some breadsticks or something else since I don’t think the family can be fed off one pizza anymore.  Cue the watery eyes.

I can’t use the after pregnancy hormones excuse anymore.  I can’t use the nursing hormones excuse anymore.  I can’t use the “it’s almost that time of the month” excuse because it’s not…

It’s just pure joy – coming out in the form of tears.  All because we need more than one frozen pizza for supper.  Seriously.

I’m so grateful.

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